After I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill

Chapter 411 There is no queen mother, only the queen mother
The emperor's work and rest, no more than three hours a day, has always been such a standard for diligent kings.

Shen Xihe had to sleep for four hours every day. The emperor held great power, but there were dangers everywhere. It was reported that there were hundreds of memorials every day. Just thinking about it, Shen Xihe felt that this power was too heavy for her to bear.

Being the queen mother is different. As the elder of the emperor, the harem can't bother her, and the emperor has to enshrine her as a filial piety. She can live in the palace if she wants to, go to the temple or go to the palace if she wants, and grow flowers every day Taste tea, listen to games and play games, leisurely.

"Yo Yo, is this reminding me that I will give birth to a little prince to inherit the throne in the future?" Xiao Huayong blinked his eyes.

Shen Xihe couldn't help laughing out loud, but what she said with a smile on her face was extremely ruthless: "I'm just reminding you to ascend the throne smoothly."

As long as Xiao Huayong becomes the emperor, she will not be able to escape from the position of Queen Mother. No matter whether she and Xiao Huayong have children or not, no one can surpass her. Even if it is adoption, she has to nod and respect her For the queen mother, she will serve her filial piety all her life.

Xiao Huayong's ambiguous smile froze at the corner of his lips, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "How can step-son be in the same heart as you?"

"If I'm capable, my step-son can agree with me; if I'm incompetent, my biological son may not agree with me." Shen Xihe glanced at Xiao Huayong, who was humming, and slowly looked away, pursing his eyes. He pursed his lips, trying not to let himself smile, "At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. How children are depends on their parents' upbringing. If I really want to adopt children, I must choose young ones and let me raise them myself."

The more Xiao Huayong listened, the more unhappy he felt: "Yo Yo, I think so clearly, I'm afraid I have a plan in my heart."

"Yes." Shen Xihe nodded sincerely, "I thought about this as early as when I wanted to marry Your Highness."

She has thought about it a lot, whether her body can have the blessing of being a mother, whether His Highness the Crown Prince has a relationship with her, and whether she can become a mother in the lifetime of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Grinding his teeth, Xiao Huayong felt extremely bitter in his heart. Before she married him, she was already thinking about their children. Just saying this to others, she must feel how much love she has for him. But the truth is, everything is just for profit.

"Yo Yo always says that I think in the long run, compared to Yo Yo, I feel ashamed." Xiao Huayong's tone became yin and yang.

After all, Shen Xihe couldn't help laughing out loud, and after a while, she raised her head and looked at the aggrieved Xiao Huayong, and then she restrained her smile and said: "I told Your Highness that people will change, that's what I said earlier. Think, right now I just want to be a princess."

Xiao Huayong was stunned for a moment, the previous grievance on his face hadn't disappeared yet, he was a little dazed and didn't react, when he reacted, Shen Xihe had already got up and left, he stretched out his hand subconsciously, as thin as a cicada's wing The lightness of the light brushed across his palm, leaving a piece of ice cold.

"Yo Yo, what did you mean by what you just said?" Xiao Huayong chased after him.

Shen Xihe entered the room, closed the door, and walked into the room with a shawl in his arm.

Xiao Huayong couldn't directly open the door, although he really wanted to, but if he wanted to hear a sweet talk now, he had to obey the rules, walked around to the window, poked his head through the window and asked, "Yo Yo, what did you mean by the words just now?"

Shen Xihe turned his head and smiled at him: "Think for yourself."

That smile, like a cool wind blowing into the midsummer, blowing over the blooming flowers, rolled up a wisp of fragrance, and the coolness passed across the tip of his heart, making his heart surge.

Xiao Huayong stood in front of the window, smiling foolishly: "Yo Yo, my heart pleases me."

Shen Xihe ignored him, Xiao Huayong smiled to himself for a moment, until Tianyuan came over, seeing Tianyuan's face, Xiao Huayong's smile disappeared instantly, and the look of disgust overflowed in his eyes.

"Your Highness, His Majesty called you back to the palace." Tianyuan said cautiously.

Xiao Huayong lazily hummed, then turned his head and smiled at Shen Xihe again with elation: "I'm going back to the palace, I've taken care of everything in the palace, you just need to bring some things you like."

Reluctantly looking at Shen Xihe, Shen Xihe didn't turn his head to look at him more, Xiao Huayong left feeling a little disappointed.

The sound of footsteps disappeared before Shen Xihe walked to the window. As soon as he put his hands on the window, a head popped up, which startled her.

Xiao Huayong smiled wickedly and maliciously: "Don't even think about it, Queen Mother, it's okay to be the Queen Mother."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Huayong stepped back, staring at her with a smile on her face and leaving, and only turned around and left after retreating to the Moon Gate.

Looking at the place where his back disappeared, Shen Xihe couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, his smile was silent but full of warmth.

Treating Xiao Huayong, she didn't have the kind of crazy thinking that was engraved in the bone marrow in the storybook, and he was like a glass of warm water, which slipped into the heart lightly, without much taste, but it moistened and drove away the dryness.

In the afternoon of that day, the imperial decree of His Majesty's summer vacation came down, along with a list of accompanying officials and staying officials.

There were not many and not many people who could accompany Shengjia to Lin Parade Palace. All in all, there were at least nearly [-] people for this departure, including the accompanying guards. Shen Xihe packed his things early.

On the first day of departure, a letter and a box of gold were delivered to Shen Xihe, from Qi Pei.

This disabled young man wanted to join her, and they made an agreement that she would give him a hundred gold and let him earn a thousand gold within a year, and she would serve him.

Now, in less than half a year, he has done it. After Shen Xihe opened the letter and read it, his face was solemn.

"A major event happened in Hangjiahu, I want to enter the palace." Shen Xihe entered the palace with Qi Pei's letter, and went straight to the East Palace to look for Xiao Huayong.

Xiao Huayong, who was originally listening to the courtiers discussing politics, immediately turned pale and his eyes became weak as soon as he received the signal from Shen Xihe to enter the palace.

"Yoyo, is there something urgent?" Xiao Huayong saw Shen Xihe from a distance, and came with big strides.

Tomorrow is the time to set off for the palace, and the sun is scorching, Shen Xihe would never have come here if it wasn't for an urgent matter.

"Your Highness, please read." Shen Xihe handed Qi Pei's letter to Xiao Huayong.

Qi Pei's money was earned by using mulberry leaves. In Jiangsu and Zhejiang, frying mulberry leaves is a common occurrence every year.What is used is that the demand of silkworms for mulberry is difficult to control.

Some annual silkworms are ripe with flowers and mulberry leaves are in short supply. Rescuing silkworms is like putting out a fire. In order not to affect silk spinning, leaf boats have to be sent to buy mulberry leaves to feed silkworms for tens of miles or even hundreds of miles.

This gave birth to the fact that every year when silkworm flowers come, there are businessmen in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who buy and look at mulberry leaves, always watching the market and selling them.

It is difficult for a fairy to determine the price of leaves. Mulberry leaves are treasures when they are needed, but grass when they are not needed. It is difficult to predict whether they will earn or lose. Even veteran silkworm farmers can hardly predict.

(End of this chapter)